If this sauce had a personality it would be the raving lunatic in a 1970's maverick cop thriller such as Dirty Harry. You know the guy, blonde hair, weird scars, live with his mammy, chops up women at night. Like our bad guy, this sauce has an intriguing look, it draws you in, it is all purple and sweet and pretty. Even when you first taste it, you will enjoy a mild plumminess with just a tiny hint of something a little evil lurking in the background. That's the faint aroma and taste of Scotch Bonnet - a pepper that smells like it has been hiding in the wardrobe waiting for you to come home. And then it attacks. And it attacks. And it attacks. Are you feeling lucky punk?